College Pool Parties
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Freshman Year:
I was coaxed to the edge of the pool
Everyone, including myself, told me to jump or get left behind
Apprehensive, insecure, and unsure, I jumped in
Sophomore Year:
I plunged deep under the water and sank to the very bottom
I was unable to breathe and just trying to survive
Lost, alone, and hurt, I stayed under the water for quite some time
Junior Year:
I looked up and slowly began to pushed myself to the surface
A little more confident and a little less alone
I began to prioritize loyalty, embrace diversity, and reclaim who and what mattered
Senior Year (Present Day):
It feels like Senior Year from the movie, Mean Girls
The waves have wrinkled itself out
I am now legal so I have a drink in one hand!
I’m resting on a floatie, made of a thick, resilient, blubbery kind of rubber
The water is now calm